During this period of time, Ye Tian's body had continuous recurrence symptoms. I often laugh and laugh with my comrades when I sleep at night, and when I get up in the morning, my body is blue and my body is hot like a fire, and the whole person is as weak as a drug addict and yawns for days.

At first, everyone only thought that this thin Asian boy was addicted to drugs, but later it was discovered that his body was actually excreting some highly toxic substance on his own.

Ye Tian was finally determined through his current physical state, and the second one* was filled with a modified highly toxic substance*. This kind of thing will die as long as the skin is wounded, that is, Ye Tian's modified body, otherwise it would have become a pile of dry bones by now.

Although he survived, the toxicity of * still needs to be excreted by a strong body little by little. And since everyone found out that Ye Tianla's, African feces shells and flies were stained and died directly, Ye Tian was driven out dozens of meters away when he.

Fortunately, everyone has a very good impression of this Asian boy who cooks well, except for being far away from Ye Tian when he is afraid of losing his life and, everyone is very close to Ye Tian the rest of the time.

In this case, Ye Tian explained that the highly toxic substances used by the superiors in order to kill people and eliminate their mouths, anyway, there was no evidence in the sea area east of Kismayo. *Inherently soluble in water and ethanol, and it fails very quickly in water. Since the US military dares to use this internationally banned weapon, it proves that this modified * is more toxic and dissipates faster, leaving no handle.

Ye Tian, who has not recovered his body and cannot contact China, really regards himself as a chef in the cooking class, and happily makes his good dishes every day.

As for Ye Tian's statement that he was good at marksmanship, he had long been forgotten by everyone.

Not only cooking, Ye Tian also brought the traditional Chinese medicine and cupping gua sha theory to the military camp, these African black uncles have never seen such a magical thing, as long as a small bamboo board scrapes the back or those bottles and cans are stained on the back, the soreness on the body will miraculously disappear, it is simply amazing.

Ye Tian was in the barracks while cooking scraping and cupping while recuperating his body, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye. In the past half a month, these boring mercenaries have not experienced a single war conflict, nor have they carried out a single mission. The task in peacetime is to carry out armed patrols of the city and suburbs of Kismayo on time and on the prescribed routes.

Gradually, Ye Tian learned that this third-rate legion called the Tide Mercenary Legion was really unnumbered among the African mercenaries. The Somali government army cooperated with the Tide Mercenary Regiment because the Somali government took a fancy to the Tide Mercenary Corps, whose commission was half lower than that of other mercenary corps, so the Somali government hired the Tide Mercenaries because they were shy and had to manage Kismayo.

Fortunately, although the guns of the tide mercenaries are relatively scummy, their mental outlook and atmosphere are still very good. This is also due to the effective management of the corps commander and adjutant. As for combat effectiveness, a regiment with a smoothed rifling and a dark green short-sleeved military uniform can't be improved if it wants to.

Since everyone had already forgotten Ye Tian's marksmanship, Ye Tian didn't dare to expose his marksmanship, and when he was coaxed by everyone to shoot at the target, his score was above average.

Such days lasted until Ye Tian came to the legion for almost a month.

Early in the morning, the barracks sounded an urgent assembly whistle. The piercing assembly whistle instantly spread to all corners of the barracks.

Despite their poor equipment, these mercenaries are well trained. Five minutes after the assembly whistle blew, most of the soldiers stood straight in the barracks in their uniforms.

"Let us welcome General Wimur of the Somali Government Army to inspect the construction of the camp. "Legion Commander Gary is a middle-aged man. A wide, powerful jaw poked into the microphone and shouted hoarsely.

Ye Tian stood in the last row, wearing the same green military uniform, and applauded with everyone.

African surnames are very interesting, usually parents find a few leaves, write all kinds of strange names on them, and let the children catch them when they are one year old, and whichever one is caught. Anyway, Africans can have children, and it would be very troublesome if every child had a serious name.

This government army officer named Wimur is most likely the name he later changed.

General Wimmour came this time to inspect the work. The guy came up and talked for more than ten minutes, then nodded at Captain Gehry. Gehry added a few more words before adjourning.

At noon, the sun showed its head very benevolently. The rainy season in Africa is coming to an end, and the thick clouds are becoming thinner and more fragile, and whenever there is wind, the clouds are blown away to reveal the sun that has not been seen for a long time.

Ye Tian squinted his eyes and sat at the door of the room basking in the sun, when he saw the legion commander Gery hurriedly walking towards this side.

"Chu Tianyang, make all the good dishes for me today! If you need any seasonings, say immediately, and I'll ask the orderlies to buy them now." Ye Tian saluted and walked into the room, first cut the green onions, ginger, garlic and all kinds of ingredients into thin strips, and conquered these African black uncles in terms of knife work, and then began to show his cooking skills. Within the allotted hour, 10 dishes were prepared.

Sitting shy in the barracks' senior officers' cafeteria are General Wimur and his adjutant, the supreme commander of the Somali government army. Gehry and several adjutants were beside him, and he was diligently pouring Moutai, the national liquor of Huaxia Kingdom, for the general.

"General, I guarantee that you will be absolutely satisfied with the dishes this time. Gary diligently poured wine for the oily general, and when he saw the general sniff the wine greedily, a trace of disgust flashed in Gary's eyes.

Gary is a professional soldier, and what he looks down on the most is this kind of-filled goods. But there is no way, the mercenary corps he has just formed still needs the support of others, and the relationship between the Somali government and the military is not very harmonious, if the general is not happy, the Somali government will be forced to terminate the contract.

The general nodded reservedly, and looked very happy to see the logo of Moutai in Gehry's hand. Although this high-grade liquor from Huaxia is not as refreshing as beer, you can taste this liquor after you get used to it. It's just that this liquor is expensive, not to mention, there are very few people who can cross the ocean to Somalia.

"General, I still have a few bottles of Moutai here, and I'll fill them for you when the banquet is over. Gehry's words made General Wimmour's heart flutter, and he said jokingly: "Commander Gehry, I remember the last time I came to inspect the work, your chef's cooking was very unpalatable, why, have you found a professional chef?"

"Yes General, this new chef has made a good dish, the best dish I have had in all these years. ”

"Hahaha, then we need to have a good taste. "Ten dishes are served on large plates at one time, fried, fried, fried, and fried, all of which are exquisite and delicious. After the dish was served, the general symbolically said two words, and then took the chopsticks and couldn't wait to pick up a piece of Dongpo elbow and put it in his mouth.

After seeing the general chew a few bites, the hand holding the chopsticks suddenly froze. Gary shuddered in his heart, it couldn't be Chu Tianyang's kid who did it, right?

"General, are you alright?"

The general slammed his chopsticks down on the table.

"Get the chef, I'm going to take this chef away!"